Book 1: Falsely Accused

"This is ridiculous! Johnson tell them I'm innocent! I've never smoked nor do I drink alcohol! You've got the wrong person, why are you listening to me. I need a lawyer", Choolwe said as she was handcuffed and pushed into the police car.

"Well, Choolwe April your being charged with attempted murder, destruction of private property and Drug abuse", "but I didn't do any of that!?", " Charges have already been pressed and you'll probably get locked up four fifteen years. I'm sure you're parents wouldn't like to hear that... don't worry though because the man you nearly killed is offering you a deal.

You work for him in he's massion for a few months and he'll pretend none of this ever even happened", The officer said to Choolwe through the window. " It eems I don't have a choice then, but this hall thing has he's name written all over it, Lord help me if he tries to even touch me, I'll make him scream", Choolwe said while greeting her teeth.

The Officer took her to what can only be discribed as a gorgeous massive mansion fit for a millionaire. "Oh yeah, this has crazy disgusting fat rich guy written all over it", Choolwe said as the officer removed the cuffs, " Just try to behave yourself, remember we still have you warrenton. Be a good girl, oh yeah plus I herd today's your birthday, Complements of the season", the office said as he drove off.

Left with depression at it's lowest form Choolwe began to walk towards the house, but as she did so she could hear the laughter of children. The stranger bit was that there wasn't a soul in sight.

She rang the Doorbell, and simultaneously a loud voice yelled in her face saying;

*KILL DANTE!!!!KILL DANTE!!!!*

The french doors opened and the battler of the prestige manner witnessed Choolwe sweating and breathing heavily.